Today's Wednesday. The weather's supposed to be nice, a little cool, but sunny, and of course I have to work. Tomorrow I'm off. Same forecast as today, though 3 degrees warmer. I can deal with that. There is much lawn work needing to be done. This is fine. I don't mind working outside.
Yesterday, while I was putzing around with my roses before going to work, I noticed something small moving through the grass towards the mounds of dirt where I planted my cucumber and cantaloupe seeds. The movement stopped by the side of the cucumber mound. Looking down, I realized I needed to get the dogs in the house pronto, and hurried them in through the back door. Why the rush? Because they would have seen this little guy as a toy, and one of them might have swallowed him whole, and that might not have been a good thing because these little guys are not always good eatin'.